Ponouli

  Despite their preparation, many would die along the way— either from thirst, heatstroke, or in the hungering jaws of wandering monsters. More tragic still, the migration would not be complete before the invasion of Aeuto— the Teus were lucky to have escaped, as they had waited til the last possible moment so that they could ensure the safety of their comrades before their own. Though several Teus perished in their escape, regardless. Once established along the Tilou Peninusla, the family would found the government of Ponouli— though they themselves objected when it was suggested they become the nation's first rulers.  

If we were to lead you now, and do our jobs well, then our children— and their children— may find themselves upon the throne simply due to our name. This would create a dynasty of complacent, self-assured rulers who would undoubtedly lead our people astray. But if there is no other option, we will do what we must.

— Ouns Teus

  Unfortunately, their fears would be justified generations later— as the Teus have become Ponouli's sole dynasty, leading the nation through tragedy after tragedy— and a centuries-long campaign upon their southern neighbors which has taken the lives of countless faithful Kyteux, and their families.  

Familial Rule

  Centuries after the nation's inception, the Teus Dynasty continues to rule Ponouli— which has waxed and waned with each new tichan. At current, the nation is ruled by one Youns Teus, an impatient man who cares for little else beyond the long-promised reclamation his his people's homeland. Under his guidance, Ponouli's population has drastically shrunk— as he has thrown army after army at the Zilopnou border to the south.  

If I cannot do what my family has promised for generations— then I am no more than another fool.

— Youns Teus

  He has done so even in the midst of an outbreak— which lead most of the deployed army to die of illness before reaching the battlefield. This is, unfortunately, not a unique era in the history of the nation— many a Teus has used the nation's people for their own egos, gain, or ideals, rather than placing their people's needs first and foremost as their ancestors had once done.       Ponouli's borders expand across the entire Tilou Peninsula, and end in the south along contested lines with the northern borders of Zilopnou. Their armies continue to shrink in size at current, though they still occupy and maintain a fort at the tip of the peninsula.  

A Fresh Catch

There is one particularly great boon of the Kyteux's new home— an abundance of fish. These can be found both within the Tilou Bay, and within the inland lakes of their territory. What they catch can be used to provide for the nation's people in two ways— by directly feeding them, and as exports, to receive other necessary and luxury goods from elsewhere in the world.  

Willow Wear

The Kyteux make textiles from the bark of willow trees, to them, this is a symbolic act— to foreigners, this is a stylish luxury. As other nations do not yet know how to create these fabrics, Ponouli is the sole exporter of a good that is rising in popularity worldwide.     Armor donned for battle is sparse, typically only consisting of iron or bronze plates tied over the abdomen, and occasional arm or leg bracers. Typically a solider will have their family mark their armor in some form before they head to battle. Either they will braid willow leaves into it, scratch their names into its surface, or attach an heirloom— such as a piece from an ancestor's own armor. For weaponry, Ponouli soliders wield barbed spears— not unlike those used to fish, slings loaded with stones or metal balls, and occasional bows.       Diplomacy Diagram not available  

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